The Brookhaven leader., 1887-06-16

giadness al through the house at Ii.
fact Of pardon and peace aud salvation.
We'll" said the people after the ser
vice; x guess you had bstter send Liv.
I fnsston homes he IL making the revival
| worsen
ON, f6s ths GALES from heaven, and
Christ on board the shipi The danger oil
the Church Of God Is not in revivals.
Again, my subject impresses me with
the fact that Jesus was God and man In
the same being. Here he is In the back
part OF the boat Oh, how tired he looks
what sad dreams he must havel Look at
his countenance, he must be thinking Of
the cross 10 COME. book. at him; he Is, Q
nan7-bohe Of our bone, n ,sh OF our flesh.
Tired, he falls asleep; h, is man. But
then hnd Christ at the PROV oftho boat
Ihesr him says. 60,
Peace, be stii
| And see the storm kneeling at his feet,
and the tempests folding their wings in
his presence; he is God.
IL have sorrow and trouble, and want
sympathy, go and kneel down at the
back part Of the boat and say;
20, Christi weary one OF Gennesaret
sympathise with all my sorrows, man 81
Nazareth, man OF the crosst"
A man, . man; put il ant TO conquer
n spiritual foes, IL want to get the vic
tory over SIN, death and hell, come to the
front of the boat, and kneel down, and !
sayi 20, Lord Jesus Christ, thou who
doest hush the tempest, hush all my grief,
hush all my tenrtatisns, husn all my
SIM
A man, a man; a God, God.
learn once more from this subject that
Christ can hush tempest. Itdd seem as
il every thing must go to ruin. The dis.
ciples had gwen up the idea of managing
the ship, the crew were entirely demor.
allied, yet Christ fiAes ana Nc pats Ills
foot On the storm oh, yesl Christ car
hush the tempests-
You have had trouble. Perhaps il was
the little child taken away from you-the
sweetest child OF the household, the one
who asked the most curious questions
and stood around you with the gt6atSss
fcutness, and the spade cut down through
your bleeding heart Perhaps it was an
only son, and your heart has ever since
been like a desolated castle, the owls OF
the night hooting among the fallen arches
and the crumbling stairways.
Perhaps it was an aged mother. You
always went to her with your Troubles.
She was in year hom6 IS welcome your
children into LIE, and when they died she
was there TO pity you; that old hand will
do you no more kindness; that white lock
of hair you put away in the casket, or In
tho locket, didn't look as it usually did
when she brushed it away from her
wrinkled brow in the home circle or In
the country church. q! your property
gone. ToH said:
II have 80 much bank stock, I have so
MANY Government securities, / have so
many houses, have so many farms. AL
gone, all gone"
Why, sir, all the storms that ever tram
plel their thunders, all the shipwrecks
have not been worse than this to you.
Yet you have not been completely over
thrown. Whyl Christ hushed the tenn
pest. Your little one was taken away.
Christ says:
81 have that little one in my keeping.
can care for him as well as you can, bet
ter than you can, Q, bereaye MOTHER
flushing the tempest. When your prop
erty went away God said:
There are treasures in Heaven, in
banks that never break"
Jesus hushing the tempest.
There is one storm into which we will
ii.
let go Of this life, and try to take hold OF
the next, we will want all the grace pos
sibe. Yonder l see Christian soul-rock.
ing on the surges of death; all the pow
ers of darkness seem let out against that
soul@the twirling wave, the thunder of
the sky, the shrek of the wind, ali seem
to unite together; but that soul is not
troubled; there is no signing; there arr
no tears; plenty OF tears in the room at
the departure, but he weeps no tears ;calm,
satisfied, peaceful; all is we'll. By the fash
of the storm YOU see the harbor just
ahead, and you are making for that har
Dor. All shall be well, Jesus hushiRg the
tempest.
Into the harbor of heaven now we glide;
We're home at last home at last.
Softly we drift on its bright, silv ry tide;
We're home at last.
Glory to GodI all our dangers are DER,
We stand secure on the gleri1ed shore;
Glory to God we will shout evermore,
We're home at last